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Hot Rod Lincoln

Mel O'Joe

by Commander Cody
and His Lost Planet Airmen

Intro

4 Bass Drum Beats, then Spoken (to beat)

My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinking
If you don't stop driving that Hot Rod Lincoln"

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Have you h	eard this story of the hot rod race

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When F	ords and Lincolns was setting the pace

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That s	tory is true, I'm here to say

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I was d	riving that Model A

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It's got a L	incoln motor and it's really souped up

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That M	odel A body makes it look like a pup

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It's got	eight cylinders, uses them all

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It's got	overdrive, just won't stall

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With a	4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust

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With	4.11 gears you can really get lost

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It's got	safety tubes, but I ain't scared

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The	brakes are good, tires fair

Pulled out of San Pedro late one night

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The m	oon and the stars was shining bright

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We was d	riving up Grapevine Hill

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Passing cars like they was standing still

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All of a sudden in a wink of an eye

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A C	adillac sedan passed us by

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I said, "	Boys, that's a mark for me"

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By	then the tail light was all you could see

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Now the	fellas was ribbing me for being behind

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So I	thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind

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Took my	foot off the gas and man alive

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I	shoved it on down into overdrive

Wound it up to a hundred-and-ten

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My	speedometer said that I hit top end

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My	foot was glued like lead to the floor

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That's	all there is and there ain't no more

Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense

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And	telephone poles looked like a picket fence

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They	said, "Slow down! I see spots!

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The	lines on the road just look like dots"

Took a corner, sideswiped a truck

Crossed my fingers just for luck

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My	fenders was clicking the guardrail posts

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The	guy beside me was white as a ghost

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Smoke was coming from out of the back

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When I	started to gain on that Cadillac

Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass

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Don't you	know by then we'd be low on gas

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We had	flames coming from out of the side

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Feel the	tension, man, what a ride!

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I said, "	Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly"

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And that	Caddy pulled over and let us by

Now all of a sudden she started to knocking

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And	down in the dips she started to rocking

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I	looked in my mirror; a red light was blinking

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The	cops was after my hot rod Lincoln

They arrested me and they put me in jail

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And	called my pappy to throw my bail

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And he	said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinking

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If you	don't stop driving that hot, rod, Lincoln!"

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